Severed Family Ties.

"So that's how it is, absorbing Blood Qi? And even its spiritual power is growing stronger..."

He tested the power of the [Stone of Killing] again, feeling the blood he had absorbed. After closing his eyes and sensing it, he said with a satisfied expression.

"Indeed, this feeling is so captivating."

Before we knew it, a week had already passed since the start of the Shuchiin.

The Kendo Club, after that amazing duel, did not decline, but instead grew stronger.

Many people are deeply impressed after witnessing the splendor of Kendo.

Among them, Busujima Saeko, as the captain, was even more admired by her juniors.

Losing to that man is not a disgrace.

Inside the arena, members of the Kendo Club lined up, holding bamboo swords.

"To master swordsmanship, a solid foundation remains extremely important..."

"Always maintain a good stance so you can be more composed when your opponent attacks!"

Ahead, a tall and aloof senior student dressed in Kendo Uniform was walking back and forth, instructing them.

"Alright, now you can begin your sparring."

After a while, Busujima Saeko clapped her hands and walked into the courtyard to begin her personal practice.

"It's so beautiful."

"When will I be able to wield a sword like my senior?"

On the grass, people gracefully performed sword dances, their swordsmanship flowing smoothly and elegantly. Beneath the beautiful moves lay a captivating sharpness, while members of the Kendo Club, who had already passed the novice stage, watched and learned from them from a short distance away.

Half an hour later, Busujima Saeko, who was covered in sweat, stopped what she was doing and sat down on a stone bench to rest.

Ordinary practice was no longer too strenuous for her, but she was practicing the sword technique that the man had taught her, which, in addition to consuming 'Mental Power,' also involved 'Refining Essence into Qi,' so she couldn't practice for long periods of time now.

Even so, after this period of accumulation, in addition to her steadily improving spiritual power, her physical attributes have also surpassed human limits, reaching a truly extraordinary level.

"Busujima Senpai, may I wipe your sweat for you?"

A cute little girl with short hair came up to her and handed her a handkerchief, asking expectantly with her eyes.

"I'll do it myself, thank you."

Busujima Saeko smiled slightly, took the handkerchief, and wiped away her sweat.

The junior high school girl puffed out her cheeks, clearly unwilling to give up.

After wiping away her sweat, the junior student began practicing kendo.

When she finished practicing and was about to seek guidance, she found her senior looking worried.

"You were just spacing out, were you perhaps thinking about Hasegawa-kun?"

The girl pouted, a hint of jealousy in her expression.

No, it's not...

The stunned senior student blushed slightly, but quickly composed herself.

Why would you think that?

"Because girls definitely like men who are stronger than themselves, and for Busujima Senpai, that only Hasegawa-kun, right? Although I don't want to admit it, that man is really amazing, I'm completely no match for him."

The junior student sighed, completely conceding defeat.

"Stop daydreaming; this is the Kendo Club."

Busujima Saeko's eyes turned cold, and she patted her shoulder as if she were angry.

"Yes! Senior, I was wrong!"

The junior schoolgirl immediately started sobbing.

Busujima Saeko smiled faintly, looked up at the sky, and let her sorrow drift into the distance.

"If it's him, surely he can guide me again?"

The reason she's been spacing out lately isn't because of Hasegawa, but because of her father.

Since the day she invited Hasegawa to visit, her father had rarely returned to the old house and seldom appeared in front of her. However, in the few times they met, she noticed something very worrying: the smell of blood on her father was getting stronger and stronger.

That wasn't murderous intent, but rather an indelible, indelible smell called blood.

This is clearly a bad sign.

In today's society, aside from certain jobs, how can one be tainted with such a strong sense of bloodshed?

It's terrifying to think about.

Far East Magic Society.

After knocking on the door and receiving permission, the senior student with her hair tied in a high ponytail slowly walked in, her neck curve like that of a white swan, showcasing a unique charm.

"Good afternoon, members of the Far East Magic Society."

"Busujima Senpai? What a rare guest."

Hasegawa Izumi gently set down her teacup.

"Is there anything I can help you with, senior?"

The girls all looked over, and someone prepared hot tea.

"I need your guidance."

Busujima Saeko, kneeling, bowed slightly to show her sincerity.

So grand?

He straightened his posture and said, "Please go ahead, senior. I can help you with your advice."

"My question is, if you discover that someone close to you, or a family member, is doing something wrong, what should you do? Should you choose to turn a blind eye, or should you seek the truth...?"

Busujima Saeko's expression was grave.

"Well, I believe that as long as one has Heart of Justice, even evil forces can be turned into something useful."

The Wicked Eye of the Tyrant King User didn't understand at all, which revealed his true character at this moment.

"Of course! All evil will eventually be brought to justice and die!"

Dekomori Sanae reacted strongly and immediately adopted a defensive stance.

"That depends on the severity. If you can get the other party's forgiveness, they can atone for what they did."

Nibuya Morika hesitated for a moment before speaking.

"Oh."

Natsukawa Masuzu chuckled and said, "If it's the Club President, I'll support him no matter what evil he does... Why, you ask? After all, I'm a 'Witch'."

Why would you try to gain favor at this time?

"How cunning!"

The three girls said in unison.

"So, Club President, how would you rate this statement?"

She flirtatiously tossed her long hair.

Zero points.

"Why!"

"Because my heart and actions are as clear as a mirror, and everything I do is for justice... The one who is wrong is not me, but the world."

5

Chapter 5 Severed Kinship

"Here we go again! Compared to me, the Club President's speech sounds more like something a final boss would say!"

Natsukawa Masuzu wasn't surprised at all. Instead, she pointed at the club Club President with both index fingers and teased him.

"No, the Lord Sage can see the existence of truth, so something like that is possible—Death!"

Dekomori Sanae clapped her hands, making a sound on the sofa armrest.

Takanashi Rikka and Nibuya Morika thought about it for a moment and nodded in agreement.

That's right. Compared to this unfamiliar world, Hasegawa gave them a greater sense of trust.

If we broaden our thinking, since computer programs can malfunction, it's possible that similar things could happen in the real world.

"Well, that makes sense."

Upon hearing this, the Greedy Witch tilted her head, lightly touching her red lips with her finger, achieving a certain degree of synchronization with the others at that moment.

Busujima Saeko listened to the rest of the conversation without saying much, but silently kept everyone's attitudes in mind.

"My turn, Busujima Senpai."

At this point, Hasegawa Izumi spoke up.

She looked up, waiting solemnly.

"Actually, I don't have much to say. I think you should do things according to your own will. If you think it's right, then do it. Don't care too much about what others think. Just listen to what they say and make your own decision."

Hasegawa Izumi said something that seemed like nonsense.

Busujima Saeko, however, seemed to understand.

This requires you to examine your own conscience!

"I understand. Thank you all for your guidance."

She took a deep breath, as if making a decision, and stood up by supporting herself with her hands on the ground. She bowed, and her departing figure looked somewhat heavy.

"Aren't you going to chase after them, Club President? This might be a great opportunity to win their favor."

Natsukawa Masuzu continued her sarcastic remarks.

"Do we need to intervene?"

The other girls also looked at him.

"Let me think about it..."

We arrived at the changing room.

Busujima Saeko changed back into her school uniform and, lost in thought, returned to her old family home.

Sitting by the edge, she quietly waited for night to fall, fragmented memories flashing through her mind.

"Didn't you come back today?"

After a long while, she opened her eyes again, sighed, and took out her phone.

"Father, I have something to tell you. When are you going back to the old house?"

"I'm sorry, Yako, I'm busy right now. I have important things to do."

"I see... I understand."

She hung up the phone quickly and murmured something.

"It's still the same as before."

"But I'm different now, Father."

It's the weekend.

Busujima Saeko was unaware of her father's whereabouts, so she waited until the kendo dojo opened and then visited him in person.

But unexpectedly, the kendo dojo closed down.

"Young Lady, the head of the family said that he has recently gained some insights into swordsmanship, so he has gone into seclusion to cultivate."